Sometimes, you just need to unplug.
I recently re-watched "Ghost-Like", the season 3 finale of the hit HBO series, Insecure. I wanted to watch something that I had already seen before but didn't have to pay too much attention to while I simultaneously was trying to beat the 1760 level of Candy Crush Saga (yeah, I'm addicted), answer emails, reply to text messages, eat my version of the U.S. Pizza Salad Supreme (I added cucumbers and turkey, and replaced the bacon bits with Flax Seeds), clean up my apartment, and unpack and wash my dirty clothes from a recent trip to my hometown, Little Rock, Arkansas, for a high school classmate's funeral.
Sometimes I write, sometimes I create cool videos with theme music that I don't own the rights to...
Last night, I laid on my couch watching Dateline and before I could find out what (or who) killed Cory Lovelace, I fell asleep with a bloated stomach from a fully loaded Chipotle bowl, 2 slices of cheese pizza, and 2.5 glasses of Merlot. I woke up right when News 4 NY at 11 came on, and I had the urge to pee and pour another glass of wine. That’s when I noticed I had an alert on Facebook Messenger.